Ban Xia and Meng Qianqian returned to the Crown Prince Mansion.
Ban Xia asked, "Is it really okay to leave Tan’er alone on the street?"
Meng Qianqian replied, "Don’t worry, she knows that street well and often goes out to play alone."
Ban Xia, having followed her mistress for so long, wasn’t completely without understanding.
She knew that leaving Tan’er behind was because the mistress had given Tan’er a task.
She guessed it had something to do with the Eldest Princess, who was making things difficult for the mistress.
She couldn’t help with these matters.
She’d better go embroider a pouch for the mistress.
Summer was approaching, so she would embroider a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Meng Qianqian specifically escorted Ban Xia back to the mansion, then immediately returned to the street to meet Tan’er, following the marks Tan’er had left.
She entered a tea house.
The shopkeeper, noting her extraordinary attire and bearing, approached with a broad smile and asked, "Honored guest, would you like some tea or a meal?"
"My maid was just here, in which private room is she?"
"The one holding a candied fruit stick?"
The shopkeeper had a deep impression of Tan’er, not only because she was smart and pretty but also because she was generous, giving him a gold ingot as a tip.
"Upstairs! This way, madam!"
The shopkeeper personally escorted Meng Qianqian to the third room on the left on the second floor and asked with a smile, "Madam, do you have a favorite type of tea?"
Meng Qianqian pointed to a pot of hot tea on the table, "She already ordered it, it’s the one I like to drink." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment and asked, "May I ask who madam is—"
Meng Qianqian smiled and said, "I’m waiting for my husband."
"Ah, I shan’t disturb you any longer, madam!"
The shopkeeper backed down with a smile.
Meng Qianqian entered the room.
Tan’er used two bursts of inner strength to close the door, excitedly looking at her hands, she whispered, "I’ve learned it! I really am... so cool!"
Meng Qianqian couldn’t help but laugh.
She had pestered Lu Yuan for three days before he agreed to teach her.
It’s not that he was unwilling, but because this move was his show-off trick, doing it in front of a child would somewhat diminish his Grand Commander’s image.
"Are they next door?"
Tan’er nodded, pulling Meng Qianqian to the wall, "Sister, they’re just behind this wall, but I can’t hear clearly."
Meng Qianqian heard faint voices, "You can’t hear clearly, or you can’t understand?"
Tan’er pouted, "Alright, I can’t understand."
Meng Qianqian smiled, the wall had a small hole dug by Tan’er.
Meng Qianqian looked at it.
Tan’er quickly explained, "I did it first, I made the hole before they went upstairs!"
Implying that there was absolutely no chance of being exposed.
Meng Qianqian aligned her left eye with the hole.
In the room, there were three people.
Apart from the Eldest Princess Lu Fengyin and Gongsun Liuying, there was a man in a wheelchair.
The man was side-facing the hole, his figure half-hidden by a bead curtain, making it difficult to see his face clearly.
"This princess has said, as long as you can accomplish this task for me, I can promise you anything, power, fame, gold, silver, jewels, even a fief, whatever you choose, I will deliver as promised!"
It seemed they were plotting something major.
To have Gongsun Liuying by her side indicated that Gongsun Liuying had thoroughly gained the trust of the Eldest Princess.
Thinking about it, it makes sense. With Gongsun Yanming strategizing behind the scenes, what could an Eldest Princess possibly not achieve?
"Princess, what you ask for is a bit too much."
The man on the wheelchair spoke.
Meng Qianqian faintly sensed that this voice was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
Lu Fengyin said arrogantly, "If what I wanted wasn’t significant, why would I seek you out?"
"But Princess, what you want, is the Black Armor Army."
The man said as he pushed his wheelchair forward a few steps.
The bead curtain swung behind him, his face now unobstructed.
Meng Qianqian focused her gaze: "It’s him..."